~good night~
cool moon
and glittering star.
Be friendly to share with me.
O!
it is awesome to have something
very close to heart.
The dream is the only mystic friend
in the solitary night.
And the talk of night bird
paints a belief
that you are not lonely.
In the midnight
the world seems under the shower of moon ray.
Joy songs everywhere
to console you and your throbbing heart.
Okay!
Let us sleep well
with prayer to that mysterious Friend
Who created everything for us .

by sarojini pattayat.21/12/2013 — feeling wonderful.

Good morning.
Here is a tale for you all.

The dream of a poet
_________
Long ago.A poet was walking under the lamp post in the foot path of Bhubaneswar.So many vehicles were running in the road. She was thinking -can I write about all things what is happening around me.And it remained in her subconscious mind.
She meet her friend in the Indiragandhi Park nearby.Talked all these thing.They walked in the park.Shared each others joys and griefs.Returned to the home.
In the night in the deep slumber she went into the dream.The dream was very peculiar.She found her friend telling her to die under the lamp post to make her poetry lively.

She wake up.
It was 2.30 am.
She wrote" Yes I should die". I should mingle in the poetry.
She opened her window. Found the silence of morning was telling her something.She wanted to understand the feelings of the early morning.Morning was telling her to think positive. Death is not only way to escape the life, to write poetry.She should face the challenge and feel life what it is.She should go into the passion of love the griefs, the bliss, the aromatic nature to mingle in the poetry.

The birds of her garden were chirping.The squirrel were searching food.
She looked deeply to the nature, the sky, found bliss inside her heart.Yeah her life has a meaning.
She should think positive to feel the passion of seventh sky.

This much was the tale of a poor poet.

by sarojini pattayat.16/12/2013.Monday. — feeling excited.

Love was walking deeper and deeper
in the awesome nearby
that was making me crazy.
The evening was so cool
and fill with bliss
of our new discovery
the discovery of the world of literature
that already discovered by so many
like us
but, it so different
a dissimilar thrill for each one
the new feelings
to love deeper and deeper.

by, sarojini pattayat.01/12/2013

~good night~
O,, night
just sing the lullaby
want to dream the fantasy of life
to forgive them
and forget their sin.

by sarojini pattayat.30/11/2013

Love within
-------------

Within my tender heart

love blooms like jasmine

spreading aroma around

to discover love

and to be discovered by someone

whom I constantly love.
***
Author Notes
A feeling.

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved

Its a damn reality
yeah I felt.
Your's love attracting me to dream the coral island
of your thought;
Your dream here
is not my dream I argued
yours compulsion
yes, have brought some twist and turn.

I still have hope
of a clear bluish sky
Can face my living desires here;
May be some storm I faced
some destruction waiting there to be rebuilt
I am static
in the reality
want to take challenges I swear.

Love is not erotic
its a brook of hope
flowing from ages
inside human heart
It is you and I
playing with it
and destroying emotions of
present, future and past.

Let our dream of mystic island
be the hope of all surrounding us,
let the aroma spread from heart to heart
amid of it we can leave without loss.

by sarojini pattayat.27/11/2013

The evening
has its charm.
passion in the setting sun
still dancing inside heart
telling story
how we have faced the moments
and adore them,
to write down in a crape book
waiting somewhere on my study table.

by sarojini pattayat.25/11/2013

All my feelings
welcome your desire
to sow a seed within
and get a good harvest
and write somewhere in this universe
the touch of love
paint the colors of griefs and joy
and fly toward the unending aim.

by sarojini pattayat.24/11/2013

I am opening your life, undressing your thought, looking your passionate heart; want to dissect your events one after another. I know you love me and not think anything for my such behavior. Yet I think am I wrong! However, for my reason I am doing this. I cannot die peacefully, if I will not disclose my heart. May people think it as a sin? Now, it is the peak moment. Should I express everything...

by sarojini Pattayat. 24/11/2013
Some lines of my Novel.I am trying for the positive end.But don't know whether it will be positive.If it will be positive it will destroy some rude rule of the society.But if it will be negative it will save me from criticism.I puzzled and want not to write sometime..But as a writer perhaps it will be harsh for my characters.So, after near about 8 months again going through it.
Love has no definition.Let me define.I know I may meet strong arguments.But, at this stage facing hurdles is the other name of life...I should prove it.

The passion of his throbbing heart
still alive
inside the coolness of
dead past;
The moment here changing colors
to forget,
and birds around chirps
the never ending song of grief.

Time
can only paint the deed
done here
to remain ever
surpassing the ages.

by sarojini pattayat.23/11/2013

~its a time to say good night~
to sleep in the lap of dream
and gather strength
for next day
and to thank God,
for His blessings
and care.~..

love
-----
Even in the busy city
your presence in my mind
never made me crazy;
smile never fed away from my lips
your sweet words
with aroma of pleasure
just reminds me that
I am really trapped in your
unending love.

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,

Tum jab sath the.
--------------------

Barish mein bhig kar ghar loutna
phir sochna ki bukhar aa sakti he
phir dusre din barish me bhig kar
jiwan ke bare me sochne me jo aanand aati thi
kya tum bhul chuke ho wo pal ?

mein to aaj bhi dekhti raheti hun oosh
sunsan raste ko jahan kavi ham sath sath chalte the
barish mein...

by sarojini pattayat.25/10/13

ANNONYMOUS


watch your thoughts, for they become words. Watch your words, for they become actions. Watch your actions, for they become habits. Watch your habits, for they become character Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny

I have left YoU
-----------------
I have left you;
It is true like the nature;
The piercing desire of you to get a new path is the reason.
You may blame me,
like a dissatisfied hope,
In my decision
the life never have end
each day we face a new beginning.

You can discover now the new horizon
feel the world
with your own heart,
you can choose
and mingle yourself with griefs and joys
to face the hurdles,
you can learn to live.

Yes,
I have left you for a purpose
to behold your patience
and bully.

Author Notes
for a close friend

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved

Kindness every where
-------------------------
Look to the tree

how she bent with laden fruits and flowers

the kindness of nature reflects there

for survival of all.

Look at the sun and moon

how they are working from ages

with their kind touch we feel.

Kindness is at each step

also in the passionate eyes of human.

Let us unveil the mystery of kindness

with feelings of heart

to create a civilization

and to write a new history of joys everywhere.
***

Author Notes
write the poem for the little kid of my heart

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved

Love and life
--------------

You know
the life is no more interesting
without you.
It was easy, comfortable
before we meet.
The nature was so cool
and full of beauty
to satisfy my desires.
Under the sky
my dream was secured
like a planned future.
We meet one day.
I remember the time yet.
You were in your casual dress
and me too in my simple look.
We talked.
Time passed like a bubble.
My only desire
to have a love letter
vanished with the moment
when you forgot.
In the mid ocean
my soul is experiencing the naked truth of life.
***
Author Notes
The truth

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved.09/10/2013

Long long ago...
-------------------
The story is like this.

Long long ago.There was a small city here.At that time the city was full of good people. The young were at there happiness and in pursuit of peaceful future.

Time changed.Everybody wanted to use time.Wanted to make money from time.The life became fast and relation with each other became fake.The mysterious diseases like loneliness, depression, etc covered the city.

At present I am searching a joyous soul here.Alas! yet my search is unfulfilled.

*********
Author Notes
Really my search is not yet fulfilled.

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,09/10/2013

hi
----
: hi

hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

: inside a voiceless world

: anybody is there

: looking mysterious

byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
***
Author Notes
O, hi

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,09/10/2013

How to live a life.
----------------

Have you ever find a friend roaming in search of you.Finding a good friend is very difficult in the present world.And people need sharing to live a good life.I experienced so many people in the meantime. Some are selfish, some express your feelings outside, and some wants you to fulfill their erotic desires.Then what way is left for you.You will find a cool night with loneliness, a warm day of selfish desires and all types of  lairs around you .Then how to live a day.

1. Go to the nature and look deeply.It still have a comfortable lap for you to sleep in peace and remain in the world of dream.
2.Find somebody very close to listen his/her problem.Don't avoid and don't disclose the secrets.This way you will find some relaxation.
3.Write down your feelings , read and re-read.
4.Read as many thing you can.
5. Read the heart of people.
6.Love everybody.
7. Be cool and don't fear anybody.
***

by sarojini pattayat.08/10/2013

Waiting
---------
How are you...
the time is passing like a
silent cloud.

You are somewhere
with yours desires and grief
my dream has no way.

The days of admires
already in the damn past
the garden of hope is in chill.

the feeling of love
in the eyes you have
still talks and waits for me.

Open yourself
oh creator of love
earth wants the nectar of joy

You may be any where in the universe
somebody wants you
in the bay.

***
Author Notes
the feelings of a moment

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,07/10/2013

Eyes
------
The dreamy eyes
searching a silent night
welcomes mysteries.

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved, 06/10/2013

Voice
------
Yours thrilling voice
is the sole desire of life
my waiting ends.
...
Author Notes
A description of passion

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved, 06/10/2013

The painting
------------
In the hey field
The mystic heron
already there to
bring colors in my day dream
to return to the countryside
and live a simple life.

In the city
friendship is fake
love is fake
and all relation seems just for time passing.

My passionate heart is tired,
can not dream
the creation of an oasis in the present earth.

Can I forget all song of cool morning and lovely moonlit night
and only look the world as it is?

The painting
is colorless,hard and full of griefs.
Author Notes
Wants to live.Thats why I express.

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved, 7 hours ago

For a vanished poem.
---------------------

Alas!
I wrote a poem,and
before saving it
due to my own fault
it vanished.

Now my mind is blank
and my grief stricken heart
is crying for the deadly accident
nobody around me
to share my luck.

The night is rare
the clouds all over the sky
flouting and rejoicing my failure
with the pouring of rain
my love mingles in my deep heart
I fear to sleep
not want again to face the nightmare.

Alas!
my favorite poem vanished somewhere...
Author Notes
I really wrote a poem and due to my own fault it vanished.

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,2/10/2013 

Discovering a new world
----------------------------
Everyday with You
I enters into a new world of beauty and passion.
Have You ever doubt it?
We are very close
and each day we takes a new path
to understand the meaning of life.
In Yours absence
I burn myself with disturbance of doubt:
People talk our closeness full of selfishness
what I never belief.
The rain outside, the song of tapping birds on my the roof of my home,
the moving clouds, the dancing trees,
the falling leafs,
the giggles of school children in play ground,
the faith of my husband,
the freshness of life around says,
Yours existence at each cell of my life.
No doubt we are really getting closer day by day
I feel the warmth of Yours touch
very close to my heart
and Yours voice gives me peace
in my closed eyes
to discover a new dream land.

Author Notes
Love is the only inspiration of my poem

© Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,

my daughter is an inspiration
which I never accept
a guide, whom I never follow
a philosopher
whom I never acknowledge
a chirping bird
whom I never listen.

I am the worst mom in this earth.
But, I am proud.

Sarojini Pattayat.26/09/2013

bird tapping
on the top of roof
with her baby.

Baby bird now
with her tiny soft wing
looks at sky.

She has the
dreamy talking eyes
to feel love.

by sarojini pattayat.25/09/2013

the morning
passing with sweetness
of night.

by sarojini pattayat.24/09/2013

What You are for me.(1)
--------------------


You emerged,then disappeared in the present event.
What it mean? A hollowness, a vacuum , a  silent past.
It is true, everybody can live without everybody.
But, it is my own thought that each time bring your cute face before me to make me sad.

A home
without you is full of disastrous.
I have no interest to make them tidy.
I don't know why did my all strength  not supporting me,
an idleness around me looking days and nights to passed away slowly
without any word.

Yours voice in the mobile is only thing to give me a little solace,
I salute the unknown scientist who has made it easy to keep our relation warm;
Otherwise the telepathy, the single way to proof my existence in your moment.

I love you no doubt,
I know you also love me like the blue ocean loving the beach
But, the distance is too painful to bear.

The black cloud
the lightning
the song of rain
is no more sweet romantic,
Really I am inside the abode of grief .

by sarojini pattayat.22/09/2013.Sunday

Reason,
I have nothing to say about you.
Everything in this earth happens for a reason.
We meet and then walk away for a reason
We talk and love
We hate and remain in grief for a reason.
Yes,
Reason you are almighty,
and now I am here for a reason
to surprise all my friends.

It is a wonder when you find yours own strength
The nature has poured everything in you
to inhale the most pleasant moment in your life.

Inside the disturbance and outside the shower of rain
whispers the moment is yours only.

The floating clouds, the peeping sun
everywhere the blessing
penetrating into life
The darkness is no more
you have discovered the way of life.

Amid the depression
words come as a mystic circle
for safety and strength.

Yes,
I can not avoid grief or joy,
I have to choose in between
a path,
to walk with you.

I need your understanding
your love
your kindness
and care
Also the words
to flow in my vein and console my heart.

Yes,
I need you and your moment
to fill your world
with fragrance of my soul
for ever and ever.

Amid the depression
I need you
to mingle in me
to face the darkness
and light a candle
for whole life.

...
By sarojini pattayat

Oh, give me some time to put my passion on your mystic heart
in side this mysterious world;
Then I promise
I will never follow you.

Let me penetrate into the illusion
and bring the cream of your thought
may it be good or bad,
full of hope or depression,
I want to analyze you and me
in my lonely cabin
to recognize the life
and recall our past.

Please give me some time
from your values
where from I will
collect the soul of life.

by sarojini pattayat.05/08/2013

Please believe
the earth is green and beautiful;
God never made it ugly,
You have put the ugliness over it.
Have you ever listen
what the trees whisper in breeze,
they always sing the song of love;
you have no heart to feel them.
the birds tweeter everywhere
extend their emotion for you
you are busy in your money world
and promised to avoid;
who is gainer at the end
you have to decide,
if you think yourself
the best creation
ever come to this
passionate world.

***
by sarojini pattayat.03/08/2013

The night seems mystic
inside the calm surrounding,
sharing thought with shadows.
Sometime the feelings of rare love
sometimes the grief of inner soul
sometime the loneliness
hammers me
that I am alive;
and
I have
to walk ahead
alone in the path
that have no end.

I surprised,
without a little murmur
the date has been changed.
I am just passed the past
of thrilling experience.

One day
I will sleep inside my grave
like the passing time
You will remember me
in such cloudy days of rainy season.

by sarojini pattayat.01/08/2013

AGE
------

Pratik, one of my friend always makes me remember that, I am an adult and going to be old. Of course, whole-heartedly I accept the truth. However, my point is where it has been proved that a person at his/her ripping age is unable to achieve something. In India, all rishis achieved, in their ripe age. It is an age to put your experience in the life project to gift the world the most amazing thing of yours whole life.

I decided and wrote in my diary-

“I don't want to remember my age. This age factor is pushing me down. my young heart and mind will push me up and up to achieve in the game of life. I do not want to see the mirror to count my ripening hair or try to make them black. Let me think it as a change to adore my experience, decide my place in the responsible citizens, and make my young to follow me to face the life as it is”.

by sarojini Pattayat.29/07/2013

Chup chap office se nikel gei aur pahunch gei aur ek duniya ko, jahan children were dancing like angels.Itna achha lega ki me bhul gei ki I am an adult.Bas meri samne meri bachpan thi.

27/07/2013

You opened yourself
yours heart, yours thought,yours desire
what I feared.
Now, I am here
with my own dream
never to cross the line of fire
the rules, the old thinkers thought
being an woman:
as I want the world
to remain in peace.

by sarojini pattayat.27/07/2013

Life
----

'Hi, any thing came after a bunch of roses'
"No,I have already told him that, I am not the right person to accept your wonderful gift."
"You are rude"
"May be.But I have spoke the truth"
Nilima's curiosity about the shadow person arose doubt in the mind of Amrita.
She wanted to avoid Nilima forever to have peace in mind.

***
Life is not a game to play and forget.
It provides lessons to read and understand.
Reading life is the most wonderful experience in whole universe.
Just try to read you will find joys of a flying swan and sorrows of the stream ended in a desert.
***
by sarojini pattayat.24/07/2013

It was a constant disturbance.
Sitting very near to me
sometime he was playing with his mobile
sometime unnecessarily looking at my face
sometime writing to make me believe that
he was the only listener in the meeting.

I thought and thought.
Yes,
yesterday
he was in face book whole night;
And now
he is fighting with his sleeping eyes.

by sarojini pattayat.24/07/2013

For my little heart
-----------------
Remembering you
I imagine you some where around me and within me.
I can never forget you.
You were a part of my broken heart,
a dream of love I missed,
a passion, a tender feeling,
that I felt.
You passed away
I could not do anything
helpless
weak
before the power of time.
Yet, you are here
inside my mystic world
glittering, spreading aroma;
and will remain fresh
till my last breath.

by sarojini pattayat.23/07/2013

Better were the days when I was waiting you for playing doll after school break.With utmost pleasure we were going to the nearby river to look at the fish sleeping under the leaf.With great care I was taking away the leaf and it was amazing for me at that time knowing that fish sleep opening its eyes , still and beautiful.

Better were the days when in college break we meet each other to have tea.In library we gossip a lot about civil service exam and our future.

So simple we were at that time, never hurt each other in our dream also.We were kind to each other , understand each others joys and sorrows.

How the life changed.Now we never get time for little talk or a simple"hello"???

You have already become a shadow of my dream and a story to recall in my leisure; passionate feelings to remain life long.

by sarojini Pattayat.23/07/2013

The dream
in my heart
to bloom
and spread its fragrance
all over the earth
for friendship
and peace
and happy living.
The time is short
and miles to go.

by sarojini pattayat.22/07/2013.

My feelings for pigs
-----------------------------

Amid all smells
pig live and love
have you ever seen sparkle
of any thought over their nice faces???
I have never found.
Yet I thought
what is their motto???
Their mother so sweet
sprinkles love
take care
I'm envious.
In groups
they like to wander
and ready to be slaughtered
any day any moment
that hurts.


by sarojini pattayat.20/07/2013

Sprinkle passion
over the petals of feelings of your deep love,
keep some where it deserves in your heart,
for gifting an unnamed unique pearl
that will glitter to change the darkness
from every corner...

by sarojini pattayat.20/07/2013

Avoidance
-----------
Avoidance is not good. But, sometime it help to save you from an embarrassing position.To avoid people i sometime don't answer to their call. don't reply to their message, don't stop to have a great chat. With a simple smile I quit the place.
               It hurt really to avoid. But what shall I do?I don't have enough time to share with them.In the busy life I think to share a smile is enough.We have many thing to tell each other.No time to manage.Let us write each other and read leisurely, and give little comment.Thats the only way left.

Sarojini Pattayat.18/07/2013 

After nearly one month I met Anu in the park. She was walking bare foot to get mystic relief from the arthritis.She smiled at me.
'Are you well ?'I asked. I know that the answer will be negative.
With a little pain she told,'No', want to die.It is so painful. This world and this disease".
I had no word to make her endure the pain..For, i know how this arthritis crippled me for two long years and how i struggled to come back to my life.

by sarojini pattayat.17/07/2013

The rain in my city
--------------------
Its a wave you know,
full of happiness
remembering all the incidents with you.
Under the wild tree
your first mystic appearance
in the rain
compelled me to
put you in my poetry
as the only romantic character.
From that day
your each wish
became my wish
and
your each dream
i tried to full fill.
I know you are satisfied.
You forgot the rain
and the past
where we struggled a lot.
But,look
the rain of this city
still sings the song
of that mystic painting
of your first appearance
that made me to know
the turn of life and luck.
...
by sarojini pattayat.15/07/2013

One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII
by Pablo Neruda

I don't love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom but carries
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don't know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that your eyes close with my dreams.

Pablo Neruda, "One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII"

 ".... and you are beautiful! Keep writing, darling. Write your little heart out.....and be happy."

In my land
a demon was there
with three numbers of head.
He was a good animal
loving the princess of the land.
Time passed
the princess one day
kidnapped
by a wicked prince.
The prince kept her
in a place inside the blue ocean
roaring always in agony and for peace.
The king announced
if anybody was there
in the whole country
who could bring princess.
He promised to give his daughter
and made him his son-in -law
and give his land to rule for ever.
The demon went
killed the wicked prince
brought the princess,
But,
alas!
the princess did not want
to marry him.
The demon wanted to kill himself;
Suddenly,
A hermit appeared
changed him to be a handsome one
by sprinkling sacred water.
The princess was happy
the king was happy
He arranged a feast
where all went
but nobody called me
to participate.

by sarojini pattayat.09/07/2013

Freedom paints
the heart with soothing colors
of pure love...

Look Freedom
is nothing but the
flying blue jay...

Free Freedom
the world will glitter
with lasting peace

Social rules
have made the freedom
a mute spectator

In the real world
Freedom weeps from ages
have no listener.


sarojini pattayat,25/06/2013

For a poet nothing is very private.
Sometime expression comes from the heart
like cool rain shower
and
destroys slowly
on the way in the real world
bring pain and griefs;
thirst wants to
search the close friend
to listen.
me, a poor poet
have friends here
to share and
feel soothing song of peace,
get inspiration
to move fast
to reach my goal.

Thanks again
Happy writing

sarojini pattayat.25/06.2013

Bonnie,
Your dedication to poem
your care for each word
touches the heart
and bring an image in the mind;
whenever
i get chance
i stand
and feel the soft music
of your poem
inhale the aroma
and think
your passion
reflects in your writing
and
in yours sweet face.

 Sarojini Pattayat.23/06/2013

To avoid my weakness
I behold the sky
To avoid my pain
I imagined the ocean
To get love
I shared my soul
And now,
people are saying
I am in a dream world.

by sarojini pattayat.20/06/2013

I miss you.
But i don't want to be the lover of such a young boy and destroy the dignity of love.
[after reading a news of a mom who became pregnant from the friend of his son, aged eleven years]

"Writing has so much to give, so much to teach, so many surprises. That thing you had to force yourself to do - the actual act of writing - turns out to be the best part. It's like discovering that while you thought you needed the tea ceremony for the caffeine, what you really needed was the tea ceremony. The act of writing turns out to be its own reward."

- Anne Lammott, BIRD BY BIRD

Happy writing,

"It is a very sad thing that nowadays there is so little useless information."
-- Oscar Wilde

"When writing the story of your life, don't let anyone else hold the pen"

~ Harley Davidson

"When you are content to be simply yourself and don't compare or compete, everybody will respect you."

~ Lao Tzu

“You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore. ”

~ William Faulkner

Amid the serene poems of night
dream welcome the busy world
to rest for a while
and gather strength
for next mission.
So,
~good night~
and
~sweet dream~
***
by,sarojini pattayat.07/06/2013

For a friend.
--------------
Trying to listen
what your heart wish,
But,
trying alone
not satisfies the time;
where you and me both
suffer
before the naked eyes of world.

by sarojini pattayat.05/06/2013

In the lonely moment of hours
the serene feelings
touching the smile of moon
paints a prefect bond of love
with all livings and non livings.
Please be silent and feel only
closing your beautiful eyes
what fragrance nature
has kept from ages to inhale...

~by sarojini pattayat.03/06/2013~

Desire catches fire
the sound of mobile brings
your naughty image...

by sarojini pattayat.02/06/2013

A dreamy world
the mars really hug me
to feel love...

by sarojini pattayat.31/05/2013

Last evening i was worried for a meeting,and i feeling pressure in my mind.I wanted to relax, so that i can be normal in the meeting.I did following few thing.

1.Talked to a friend.
2.went to my face book page
3.thought time always change.so, i should not be in pressure.i should be calm.
4.God is always with me.

I normally attended the meeting and calmly present my topic there and face the review.
Friend,
~never remain in pressure and be calm when storm comes to hit you down~

by-sarojini pattayat.31/05/2013

The morning
-------------
Drops of rain...
a passionate hope
to enjoy the nature

Summer feelings
now under the veil of
raining clouds...

Lonely nightingale
in search of friend
sing on the wet branch.

Clean blue sky...
no one can know
when pour heavy shower.

Morning thought
petals of desires
in search of a dreamy world.

by sarojini pattayat.30/05/2013

stone

Feel in your heart
the changing life around
slowly making us stone
with doubts and desires.

In each step
dream seems crying
love appears a mirage
an uncommon thirst inside
creates dryness
the softness of rose
vanishing
under the smell of artificial scent
a stony world indeed
for challenge and change.

Hope, here
with trembling step
yet,
sitting in the coolness
somewhere;
let's go and invite her
to face the challenge,
and,to plant the fragrance
everywhere.

by sarojini pattayat.23/05/2013

jab jab koi ata hei jiwan me
kehi pawan gungunati hei
to kehi kante bichhati hei jiwan
kehi jiwan kho jati hei kanto me
to kehi khil khilakar bolti hei ki
dekho ham ji rehe hen yaha ,
tum bhi jio aur gungunao man bharkar.

by sarojini pattayat.[hindi language]


Darkness around
vanishes,
a little light is sufficient,
can you help me 
to bring that light
and adore it till death???

by sarojini pattayat.

To a friend

----------

From the deepest of my heart

i think

u r in the abode of happiness 

and peace what i wish for you.

It is true

that we live a life

that is given

with our luck

that is decided

yet,

look the world

is so generous and kind

we could know 

the riddle of life

that gives us pain.

by sarojini pattayat.22/05/2013

jadi kebe kehi kahe
mu hari gali jibana khelare
ichha hue pacharibaku
satare ki se jiti thila kebe???

by sarojini pattayat.[Odia language]



jab jab koi ata hei jiwan me
kehi pawan gungunati hei
to kehi kante bichhati hei jiwan
kehi jiwan kho jati hei kanto me
to kehi khil khilakar bolti hei ki
dekho ham ji rehe hen yaha ,
tum bhi jio aur gungunao man bharkar.

by sarojini pattayat.[hindi language]


Darkness around
vanishes,
a little light is sufficient,
can you help me 
to bring that light
and adore it till death???

by sarojini pattayat.

Life is full of different experience.It is very interesting to observe it closely.People learn from own life and get strength to walk further.We can not avoid our mistakes, rather we can make them positive to paint a new lively painting that can touch the heart and adore our feelings.

by sarojini pattayat.19/05/ 2013

The Mask
-----------

Inside the mask
fragrance of love
or likeness
seems like a mirage
in the desert of faithless world;
The mask may save you from
some humiliation
but, simultaneously
says that you have fear
hidden deep
in your tender heart.
The mask also take you
in the wrong path
to play the game of satire
with others
and have sadist pleasure
of lairs;
So,
can you believe
the mask around???

by sarojini pattayat.18/05/2013

Dance
---------
Can i dance with the tune of breeze
I will feel me most precious if i can,
Can i dance with the dancing butterfly
from morning to night,
I will feel my childhood with special fragrance
if i can;
Inside the turmoil of given artificial life
i have already forget
how to dance,
and living in loneliness,
depression have hogged me from within
and never want to make me free
to taste the miraculous step of dance.

by sarojini pattayat.18/05/2013

Today i found
jasmine smiling
in my little garden,
the little chirping birds
on the branch of the amla tree
talking about the cool morning,
Relaxation at each step
Natures precious gift i felt.

by sarojini pattayat.06/05/2013

Kindness[hiku]
-----------
Kind nature...
stream flows
from the heart of mountain.

Kind mother
child sleep
with peace in her lap.

Naked truth...
Kind sky hugs
the whole universe.

Faith blooms...
a kind lover creates
the world of joy.

Kind heart...
a soul discovers
the garden of angels.

 Fallen Leaves

, "Poetry is like a lover"

Novel writing
-------------

Hello,

What your goals for your writing? What kind of writer do you want to be?

Today, I want to share with you some quotes about daring to dream -- and to follow your dreams:

"Self-trust is the first secret of success.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

"It takes as much energy to wish as it does to plan.
- Eleanor Roosevelt

"Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius and power and magic in it."
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

"We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world."
- Marianne Williamson

"Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up."
- Thomas Edison

"It's never too late to be what you might have been."
- George Eliot

Happy writing,

These links may prove helpful:
http://www.meister-z.com/meister_z/HAIKSZNS.htm
.
http://www.2hweb.net/haikai/renku/500ESWd.html
.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kigo
.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_kigo

Sarojini Pattayat
Oh, Magician
----------------
You are so great,
Oh, Magician,
You have created
The human,
Giving your magical touch,
To feel, to love,and to understand
Everything in this universe.

You are so kind,
Oh, Magician,
You have given human
The power to talk,
And also You have given
Them, the fragrant smile.

You have made the
Whole universe;
Everywhere i feel
Your's passionate magic,
Oh,wonderful Magician,
Fill this earth,
With love and kindness,
,To breathe peace in air
And safety till death.

by sarojini pattayat.06/03/2013Like · · Unfollow Post · 14 minutes ago

Oh! magician
---------------

.

My Love.

Across The Dreams
 in a haunted cottage
soul rest alone,
untouched, completely away
from all desires.
The bird is singing whole day and night
in short intervals to make it awake...
---------------------------------
by sarojini pattayat

I'm really puzzled.
To read the mind of people
is not so easy,
But, nature is so nice,
and cool,
so peaceful and full of joy;
Her presentation is so beautiful
that,
heart fills like a flight
of blue bird
deep into the blue sky.

by sarojini pattayat.-15/03/2013

Hi

Hello,

"I want to write stories/poems/a novel, but what if I'm not good enough?"

Enter your book into one or more of these categories:
Children's/Picture books
Genre Fiction
Inspirational (Spiritual, New Age)
Life Stories (Biographies, Autobiographies, Family Histories, Memoirs)
Mainstream/Literary Fiction
Middle-Grade/Young Adult books
Nonfiction
Poetry
Reference Books (Directories, Encyclopedias, Guide Books

Dream
-----------
Life is nothing but,
A touching painting of reality and dream;
Our soul lives in dream
And, our thirst want dream to be real.
We carry dream to each birth,
And, that we think our blessings,
Inside the turmoil of life,
We feel happiness and suffering;
Dream is therefore, more powerful,
Brings peace and joy;
What we shall dream definitely,
That will be real one day;
So, dream what is good,
To our society and soul;
Think dream as the nature
That will be true and real.
…………………………………..
 by sarojini pattayat.19/03/201

I want to spend this night in your name

Sarojini's new way to write

A desire

---------

Hi,

Sometime slightest of sound

on my door

make me believe

that you have come,

Look,

I have never want

to make life

a pathetic story

‘cause

I know

I love you

from the depth of my heart.

This is the reason

why I wait for you;

Your presence

in my world,

spread fragrance of love

that you understand

and I feel;

we are not here

to quarrel

and destroy

the balance life

inside agony and pain.

So…

try,

your little trial

will make you

to penetrate in my heart

and gift you

the pearl of the moment

where I’m waiting

eagerly,

to show the dream of life.

Don’t think

I’m an illusion;

In the life we have to

share our thought

with someone

who love;

Oh dear!

Now  forget the past,

What can never

be erased,

Please come

and share my world

touch my soft feelings

to enjoy the path of life

and listen the soft-

eternal music,

the ocean of time

singing

for us

from ages.

……………….

 by sarojini pattayat-01/04/2013

http://www.creative-writing-now.com

SORROW
-----------
I don't know
how sorrow
visits and fills the world,
when
it says 'bye',
but,
i feel the pain
that it share
and remain
as a scar of that moment.

by sarojini pattayat.

Melting moment
--------------------

Melting moment
melting life
passion to fly
mingle in blue
life
shows
challenges
to enjoy
and overcome.
Can we name
the moment
where u smile
made small demands
to puzzle me
Can u recover the
days we spent
under the warmth
of morning sun
and colorful evening;
we all leave everything here
except the moment of love and sorrows.
Melting moment
smiles when melt
to remind us that,
we are also its part
to melt and change
and accept
what time
give us as gift.

by sarojini pattayat.28/04/2013

Life is full of hurdles.One should face them.

My Grand ma
---------------
Today the sky
full of floating cloud
reminds me
the days of my grand ma
my favorite story teller
a great discoverer
of mystic world
the painter of a painting
full of angels and ghost.
She always chose
a plot
from the outer world
that i love,believe
and tremble in fear.
The twinkling star of the night
also stunned
and listen her
the moon obey her command
and hide her face
to make me sleep
in her warm and secured lap.
The days are gone,
now i am waiting
my grand children
to listen me
and make me feel
the joy of life
and step forward
to be the brightest star
of the dark night
to glitter always
and show them
the path to achieve and
face hurdles and success.

by sarojini pattayat 27/04/2013

Age is a vital factor of a strong friendship. We may not ignore this important factor.  Talking among the generation is necessary for a healthy society no doubt, but there should be limitation. Then only respect

to elder and love to younger will increase gradually for a healthy atmosphere.

The moment
at the door
of night
wishing me
and You
GOOD NIGHT

by sarojini pattayat.23/04/2013

For a friend
-------------
Walking in the sun
Talking with the breeze
smelling the morning
remembering you
everything
in my time
already
gifted me the life.
Where are you
at present?
In deep slumber
or in the dream land
escaping me,
my friendship here
singing the song of grief
inside a modern art gallery
to recognize your painting
of friendship.

by sarojini pattayat.

I want to write something of my own

In the rain
the time recalls
the days of childhood
specially the care of mother
the stories of grandmother
the cool feelings of ghost out side the window
the mystic sound of rain drops and touchy cry of nearby jangle.

by sarojini pattayat.21/04/2013

Strength to write
-----------------
1.Believe in yourself.
2.Write your feelings.
3.Write from your experience.
4.Write and read aloud.
5.Read a lot.
6.Don't complicate the story/poem beyond the understanding of your reader.
7.Write every day.
8.Look nature for inspiration.
9.Follow your own voice.
10.Question everything and write your answer.You can find the foundation of your story.
11.Write what you don't know.This is for the imaginary fiction beyond the thought.
12. Remember the old days.

              ***

Can i forget You
-----------------

You are in my thought
Wants to forget you
but,
you dominate my world...;
Can you ever come
help me
to again stand...;
When i look at the sky
i found
your thought
wandering there
for me...
when i look back
to the earth
i smell
the fragrance
of your herb
you planted
one day
and directed
me,
to water them
every day...;

Can i ever forget you...

My whole life
in wake up or sleep
in my dream
or in my real world
you are there,
you are there,
you are there...
as my sorrow and joy
or as my prayer...

Can
i forget you...

***
by sarojini pattayat.19/04/2013

Comment of my friends-
1---thanks for yr poem.but don't be too much emotional. we r now not a college student.
2---Good one........ never forget to anyone to whom we like in them in our life.

3.Great poem

For me this poem feels like a romance

between  Man and God; it has a spiritual quality to it that I appreciate. 

Furthermore the music and style of this piece is very soothing. 

I like the part when you said, "the fragrance of your herb."

The nature around
always brings a feeling in heart
that, we are part of this.

by sarojini pattayat.18/04/2013

Inside my dream
someone created
a vacuum,
a catastrophe
i never face before
When i look at the nature
She smiles and remain mute
Each bit of my time
recalls the crater of loneliness
A poet as i am
discovers feelings of
'missing you'

by sarojini pattayat-17/04/2013

Inside the hot summer noon
----------------------------
Inside the hot summer noon
a hot discussion on love
in my cool chamber
surprised me and my conscience
whether i am really
have interest to know
what is love?
So many interesting point
filled the air
with mango juice,
one of my friend said
'love is nothing but the emotional attachment'
another said 'love is the passion
just like the sweet death of an insect in fire'
I listened and listened,
could not reply
as I'm still in dilemma
whether love actually exists???
Whether the thrill
that, sometime satisfy
my inner soul
can be called love,
whether the attraction
to somebody or to something
can be defined as love,
or, the desire to sacrifice
everything for somebody
or for some cause
is real love,
Love, the riddle
tells new story each moment
shows a new face
new passion
always
to hug and dream
the angel
who never come
in whole life.
But,
the dream
covers whole life
as the blue sky
covers the earth
for creation of new life
to enhance beauty and joy.
Love still unsolved
a matter of feelings
unequal
in each moment,
a challenge, that
attracts the inner soul
to take up a journey
and discover.

by sarojini pattayat.08/04/2013

The Night bird
--------------
Good night.
Think
what moon and star
sharing
with the cool summer night
the fragrance of jasmine
or the story of hunger and death
in this earth
or some thing new
going to happen
to add the moment.
A night bird flying
high and high
to drink the darkness
to satisfy the desires
blooming
in the heart.
can you name it??
The night bird may be you
or me
just want to sleep
and dream and dream...

by sarojini pattayat.09/04/2013

The eyes
waiting dream
to enjoy the night.
     ***
by sarojini pattayat.

Good morning
The sun is telling
to walk , walk and walk
to enjoy the bits of moment
and create something
new, amazing and beautiful
to feel something different
to proof that,
we are most valuable creation



of God
in the lap of mother Nature.

by sarojini pattayat.04/04/2013

Sarojini Pattayat Good morning The sun is telling to walk , walk and walk to enjoy the bits of moment and create something new, amazing and beautiful to feel something different to proof that, we are most valuable creation of God in the lap of mother Nature. by sarojini pattayat.04/04/2013

Love begets love

Friend

FRIEND
-----------
Sometime i feel
i lost you somewhere
never to find
in the ocean of life.
I know
ocean never keep
or hide
that is thrown
inside it.
The rule of nature
help each one to get back
the joy, the dream, the sorrows
what is lost
any how someday.
My hope glitters,
my wing becomes ready
for a long journey
to overcome
the hurdles.
The sky inspires
and argue for
a challenging flight
where you are the
desired soul.
I know
my waiting
has meaning
and will give strength
at each step
to finish the story
where we were the co-writer.

by sarojini pattayat-03/04/2013

In the ocean of sorrows
--------------------------

Life is the ocean of sorrows,
desire is the cause of sorrow,
This is the truth
that we face each day ,
at each moment
in every step;
from sun rise to sun set,
inside moonlit night,
under the star filled sky,
inside greenery,
or in the desert.
But,
can we ever
find a place
a clean vacuum
absolutely
free of desires???
In our blood
desire flows
like a current
to climb the steps of life,
dream gives strength
to feel the blessings
and inhale the love
to like the inner soul;
and have faith
on the surroundings.
We are here with desires
and also leave this earth
with desires.
What is the harm
in living a life gracefully
with desires and dream?
Let we accept,
the naked truth
to feel brightness
inside and in the outer world
and live
like other,
in the lap of mother nature.
…………………………
by sarojini pattayat.-02/04/2013

Cool shadow...
My garden's painting
shows a touching summer.

Sweet morning
watering the trees
feels heart with joy.

Hot summer
the fragrance of jasmine
attracts to write poem.

Passing time
busy life don't allow
to listen the nature.

Moment satires
clock is the watch dog
compels to work and work.

Want peace
Do not follow the routine
at least for a day.

by sarojini pattayat.-02/04/2013

Good morning.
Sorrows comes and go away
just like anything.
You want only to be brave
enough to face them.
Smell the fragrance of mourning breeze
listen, how birds are talking
and merry making
how they are busy.
Look the blue freshness of sky
He is silent,
but, positive;
Covers the whole earth
with love and care.

 by,sarojini pattayat.-30/03/2013

Sometime i thought I'm alone
But...
to my utter surprise
i found the world
full of song
with different tunes
may it be of joy or sorrow.
It is your interest
to embrace them
with positive or negative feelings
to make life a happy journey
or hurdle at each step.
It is really up to you
to change the ordinary dew drop
a colorful special poem
and a singing castle of dreams.
It is really up to you
to paint the life
with matching story
to touch the horizon
and never repent
for waisting
the precious moments
projected
some where
beyond our imagination
and thought.

by sarojini pattayat-31/03/2013

Love is love,
just feel ...
for a moment
or for years;
It's a fragrance
deep inside
blooms with its
touching hopes,
it's a lively panting,
clear,aesthetic
a desire to discover
oasis
in the desert
with unlimited dream,
it's a passionate poem
written over the veil of illusion,
to cover whole time.
It's a magic mirror
kept by the Unknown
to explain the life;
Tear and smile
dance in her earth
hugging each other to satisfy
the unending thirst,
Love, the lovely feeling
is the only sweet music
to wait a while and listen
for ever.

by sarojini pattayat.-31/03/2013

MY CITY-2
--------------

Evening is touching
the busy road of my city;
All want to listen
the voice of
someone close to the heart
waiting somewhere
to share and care
the experience of the day;
The birds are flying back
to their home
with an imagination
to gossip
with their children.
After a while
the busy aroma of the city
shall change her story;
Every where i expect joy
and joy
to adore the life
and forget the pain.

by sarojini pattayat.-30/03/2013

Sarojini Pattayat 8:48am Mar 30 Good morning. Sorrows comes and go away just like anything. You want only to be brave enough to face them. Smell the fragrance of mourning breeze listen, how birds are talking and merry making how they are busy. Look the blue freshness of sky He is silent, but, positive; Covers the whole earth with love and care. by,sarojini pattayat.-30/03/2013

I 'm not blaming you
--------------------------------
In the brightest hour of day
when I recall you
you avoid me with plea
that you are too busy.
When sun set in the west
inside scattered thought 
you still in your work wave
to catch the last fish.
Night in its magical touch
sing the sweetest song,
Amid the darkness
I find my soul waiting
with desires and dreams
for a little care
and share,
of the story of whole day,
you in your deep slumber
whisper the turn and twist
of your schedule
as you are a perfect man
to worship work as God.
I'm now
a learner
following your path,
Sometime think
is this a true color of life???
or, a trend of civilization
where we are the busy particles
of a great project.
.................................
by sarojini pattayat-23/03/2013

• 
  

The Mirage
--------------
The days passed.
Love bloom everywhere,
in the earth,in the sky,
in whole universe.
But at the end
the same result;
a mirage
wait to adore the moment.
Illusion rules the life;
unsatisfied thirst
kills the heart bit by bit
to destroy present and future
and try to make the life 
a riddle,
unsolved,
opaque,
A mirror;
that shows joy
and attracts
to wander
without any aim.
The argument 
somewhere deep inside
talks again and again
to be conscious
but, the mind
don't want to understand
don't want to accept
the real
It only want to 
get satisfaction
from the dream.
The life becomes
a satire,
and mingles with the moment
to touch the end.
........................

by sarojini pattayat.25/03/2013